my life is about staring at walls.

its funny the way life throws things at you, you seek one thing and find yourself at the other end of the world; always at the most unanticipated (and definitely inconvenient) times and places; hardly a moment of rest, and then it’s back on the city train. and it is such yet again. yet againnnnnnnnnnn. whyyyyyyyyy againnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

oh, happy 42nd singapore. i’m still here.

my life was about staring at walls.

haha.

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~ by moz on August 8, 2007.